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The mont Ling Chuxi saw this fatty, she imdiately thought of the Jin family. She had even guessed that this was the fourth or fifth fatty of the Jin family. The result was not in line with her guess, but it was not completely unrelated. After all the trouble, this fatty was actually third fatty Jin’s forr subordinate.
Ling Chuxi really admired Jin sanpang a little. It was fine if you said that you were fat, but even your subordinates had been trained by you to be fat, and even had the potential to surpass their master. Looking at this fatty Fang, he was obviously shorter than third fatty Jin, but his waist was a full circle, looking like a roly-poly toy no matter how you looked at it.
At the sa ti, Ling Chuxi also felt fortunate for the aristocratic family’s judgnt Council. Fortunately, fatty Jin was only a local Overlord of the divine beginning Hall. If he beca a domain lord, who knew how many fatties he would nurture? If the clan adjudication eting was unable to make ends et one day, it would definitely be due to fatty Jin and his subordinates.
“Deacon Fang, thank you for just now.” Ling Chuxi cupped her hands and said to Fang rubao.
Although Ling Chuxi didn’t care about Zhao Dongsong, and it wasn’t the first ti she had dealt with people from the aristocratic family’s Arbitration Council, it was better to have less trouble. She had important matters to attend to and didn’t want to waste her ti and energy on such a small matter.
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